Nam's POV
We have been trying to call Freen from the moment she left the hospital and the stupid friend of us is not picking the call.
"Should we go to her home again?" -- Heng asked and all looked at me again.
"We went there and no-one opened the door Heng. I told you right? Her car was there. But it seemed like no-one was at home." -- Noey said.
We are sitting in front of Becky's room. Her Mom is sleeping on the couch in the room. Richie, Mr. Armstrong and the Chankimhas had gone to the cafeteria.
Becky had woken up in the morning and we all rushed here when we received message from Richie. But she was disoriented and went back to sleep soon.
"I thought Fuzzy would be here when we came in the morning! What happened to her? Why is she doing like this when Becky is in hospital?!" -- Kade gave voice to the thought of everyone in the room.
I checked the last message I sent to Freen with a picture of Becky's hand. I did tell her that Becky woke up for sometime. She definitely read the message, but there was no response.
I sighed heavily looking at the screen.
What's going on Fuzzy?! What are you thinking of!?
Freen's POV
I was just looking at the message from Nam. I saw all the calls, but I don't have the courage to talk to anyone! I'm dying to be by the side of my baby, but how will I face her?!
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Third Person POV
Mrs. Armstrong pushed the door open suddenly and the friends looked at her in surprise.
"Bec.....Becky.... Becky woke up!" -- Rawee said with tears rolling down her cheeks. Heng called Richie and the others rushed inside.
Becky had opened her eyes. She looked so weak and small in the green coloured hospital gown. Rawee sat near her, patting her hair.
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FanfictionRebecca Patricia Armstrong, the little angel of her fans finds it hard to juggle between work and personal life... This renowned actress finds herself in trouble once she meets the new producer , Freen Sarocha Chankimha.. and drama unfolds... NB:...